Tulip droop
our mutual sorrow
yesterday cold
ditto tomorrow.
We ponder together
what doesn’t seem right:
should April showers
be so heavy and white?
Tag Archives: spring snow
Connections: April 4.18
My Ansel Adams tree
isn’t really mine
and is really three
as close I can divine
in pristine springtime snow
it takes my breath away
if snow were only warm
I could love this every day.
Connections: March 22.18
Into each cove
spring snow must fall
and the air must blur
with ghostly pall
the gardener must mutter
shovel and slosh
while egret and duck
in tiny galosh
point and laugh
with manners quite loose
at the hat with earflaps
on the head of a goose.
Connections: March 10.18
Spring is in the air
like American Family Flakes
my gardener’s soul is tranquil
like California quakes.
If you, dear reader, remember American Family Flakes, you might also remember Kukla, Fran, and Ollie. Or Garfield Goose. Such are the flashbacks from a simple spring snow.
I just encountered an unopened box of American Family Flakes for sale online for just under $70.00. Our mothers would go into cardiac arrest.
